Palm Apodaca: You know, I read where they, uh, invented this car that runs on, ummm... that runs on, ummm... when you boil water? Terry: Steam. Palm Apodaca: Right, steam. A car that you could ride around in and not cause a stink. But do you know they will not even let us have it? Can you believe…
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Bob Rafelson
Robert Rafelson (born February 21, 1933) is an American film director, writer and producer. He is regarded as one of the founders of the New Hollywood movement in the 1970s. Among his best-known films are Five Easy Pieces (1970), The King of Marvin Gardens (1972), and The Postman Always Rings Twice (1981). He was also one of the creators of the pop group and TV series The Monkees with Raybert/BBS Productions partner Bert Schneider. His first wife was the production designer Toby Carr Rafelson. His eldest son is songwriter Peter Rafelson, who co-wrote the hit song "Open Your Heart" for Madonna. 2Early life Rafelson was born to a Jewish family in New York City, the son of a hat ribbon manufacturer. His uncle was screenwriter and playwright Samson Raphaelson, the author of The Jazz Singer, who wrote nine films for director Ernst Lubitsch. "Samson took an interest in my work," Rafelson told critic David Thomson. "If he liked a picture, then I was his favorite nephe
Palm Apodaca: Fantastic that you could figure that all out and lie that down on her so you could come up with a way to get your toast. Fantastic! Bobby: Yeah, well, I didn't get it, did I? Palm Apodaca: No, but it was very clever. I would have just punched her out.
People. Animals are not like that. They're always cleaning themselves. Did you ever see, umm... pigeons? Well, he's always picking on himself and his friends. They're always picking bugs out of their hair all the time. Monkeys, too. Except they do something out in the open that I don't go for.
Disposal. What's that but more crap? I've never seen such crap.
Palm Apodaca: Hey, follow that truck. They know the best places to stop. Rayette: That's an old maid's tale. Palm Apodaca: Bullshit! Truck drivers are the only ones that know the best places to stop on the road. Rayette: Salesmen and cops are the ones. If you'd ever waitressed, honey, you'd know…
You're a strange person, Robert. I mean, what will you come to? If a person has no love for himself, no respect for himself, no love of his friends, family, work, something—how can he ask for love in return? I mean, why should he ask for it?
I move around a lot, not because I'm looking for anything really, but 'cause I'm getting away from things that get bad if I stay.
Catherine: [after hearing Robert play the piano] That was beautiful, Robert, I'm surprised. Bobby: Thank you. Catherine: I was really very moved by... What's wrong? Bobby: Nothing. It's just... I picked the easiest piece that I could think of. I first played it when I was eight years old, and I…
Rayette: You love me, Bobby? Bobby: What do you think? [they kiss]
Bobby: Where are you goin'? Palm Apodaca: Alaska. Bobby: Alaska. What are you: on vacation? Terry: She wants to live there 'cause it's cleaner. Bobby: Cleaner. Cleaner than what? Palm Apodaca: You don't have to tell everybody about it. Pretty soon they'll all go there and it won't be so clean.
It's ridiculous. I'm sittin' here listening to some cracker asshole lives in a trailer park compare his life to mine. Keep on tellin' me about the good life, Elton, because it makes me puke.
Bobby: What are you doing screwing around with all this crap? Catherine: I do not find your language very charming. Bobby: It isn't. It's direct. Catherine: I'd like you to leave so that I can take a bath. Is that direct?
[finally talking with his paralyzed father] I don't know if you'd be particularly interested in hearing anything about me. My life, I mean... Most of it doesn't add up to much that I could relate as a way of life that you'd approve of... I'd like to be able to tell you why, but I don't really... I…
[out of his car during a traffic jam, yelling at other motorists] Ants! Why don't we all line up like a goddamned bunch of ants! Its the most beautiful part of the day!
Bobby: I'd like a plain omelette, no potatoes, tomatoes instead, a cup of coffee and wheat toast. Waitress: [points at his menu] No substitutions. Bobby: What do you mean? You don't have any tomatoes? Waitress: Only what's on the menu. You can have a number two, a plain omelette, it comes with…
It's ridiculous. I'm sittin' here listening to some cracker asshole lives in a trailer park compare his life to mine. Keep on tellin' me about the good life, Elton, because it makes me puke.